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Chapter 117

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The performance continues.

Zhang Ziyi took two steps back, raised his hand slightly, and with a little hesitation, he didn't dare to look directly at Jiang Xiao and said, "You, what did you hear?"

"I come back……"

Although the tone was not very serious, Jiang Xiao ripped off the mask on his face "ferociously" and suddenly stopped in mid-air.

At the same time, he was still circling around Zhang Ziyi. When he was halfway there, he turned his face away and stopped instantly. The mask he had been holding in his hand fell to the ground with a "thud" with one finger.

on the floor.

He paused for a moment, and then continued to speak in a long prefix: "I am... attending the funeral for my father."

During the conversation, Jiang Xiao continued to turn to Zhang Ziyi's left, and with a somewhat heartbroken look and a mocking tone, he finally said: "Should I congratulate the queen?"

When he said this, he was light at the front and heavy at the back, creating a straight upward effect, thus aggravating the meaning of wanting a watch strap.

Behind the monitor, Feng Xiaogang, who was about to call a stop, frowned at first, but then relaxed again in an instant.

He frowned because Jiang Xiao had just taken off his mask in advance.

It will be released, and naturally it will be brought back because of the other party's subsequent performance.

I don’t know whether it was a remedy, or whether it was because the other party got caught up in the drama and instinctively changed the drama without even realizing it.

Fortunately, the result is surprising. In one sentence, the interpretation of three situations, combined with fast and slow gestures, makes people feel scalp numb.

"Don't use such a harsh tone to talk to a helpless woman..."

After saying this like a storm, Zhang Ziyi slowly turned around and raised his head to approach Jiang Xiao.

She changed her tone to a slow tone and continued after a pause: "She has already sacrificed too much for you and your son."

Zhang Ziyi was really under too much pressure. As a junior, she seemed inconspicuous, but in fact it gave her a great sense of oppression.

She almost couldn't hold it back.

However, she refused to admit defeat and tried her best to resist, and even subconsciously bullied him, as if this could suppress Jiang Xiao's aura.

"interesting."

Here, Feng Xiaogang couldn't help but murmured softly.

Are these two people having fun?

Although Zhang Ziyi was slightly tempted by Jiang Xiao, the former did not collapse and basically resisted, which can be regarded as reflecting the opponent's gradual growth over the years.

"But, my father's soul is wandering outside this palace."

One sentence, three paragraphs, from high to low.

Staring at Zhang Ziyi, Jiang Xiao raised his finger and pointed in the distance, with a trace of anger in his expression, which eventually turned into a trace of sadness.

After finishing, he gently lifted his robe and knelt gently in front of the other party.

Instead of kneeling down heavily and speaking quietly, it can express the "heart-burning" meaning better.

Then he slowly raised his head, looked at Zhang Ziyi calmly and said, "Queen, please look into my eyes."

Soon, when Zhang Ziyi looked at him, Jiang Xiao begged word for word with a hint of pain: "Was my father really bitten to death by a poisonous scorpion?"

The next second, Zhang Ziyi, with surging eyes, hugged Jiang Xiao's head and said in a deep voice: "Wuluan, the pain in your eyes breaks my heart!"

Hearing the sound, Jiang Xiao's eyes turned dark, and he wanted to complain, his heart breaks for you... It's true that my brother is about to die.

Cotton clothes are not very breathable, okay?

Moreover, Zhang Ziyi hugged his head very tightly, probably because the other person was already involved in the drama, so he used so much force.

In addition, it must be said that the position of the two of them is a bit awkward.

Although the young lady is A, she does not have...

Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be even more "palpable".

"Don't ask anything, don't think about anything, okay?"

"The best way to comfort your father is that we are safe."

"Especially yours, Your Highness."

Zhang Ziyi, whose voice became more harmonious, kept hugging Jiang Xiao and comforted her word by word.

And in the end, he slowly knelt down and kissed the other person's forehead.

Jiang Xiao, who finally received the signal, pushed Zhang Ziyi open and took a deep breath through his nose.

Then he lowered his head and said with a hint of indifference: "I'm sorry, my dark body soiled the queen's bathrobe."

"call!"

Zhang Ziyi, who was holding up the hem of her skirt, took two deep breaths, then turned her back and took two steps back.

"Stuck, passed!"

Feng Xiaogang, who enjoyed a wonderful performance, quickly stopped when he saw the performance was completed.

This scene is truly the best performance I have shot so far.

Although it is meant to be appreciated, Jiang Xiao's ability to control the rhythm without disrupting the rhythm of his opponent's actors is still very rare and amazing.

Even if an actor has good acting skills, but blindly steals the show, such an actor will be in trouble.

After all, most of the time, performance is not about one person.

It should be collected and released, and this is the best performance of an actor.

"Junior brother, you are so experienced that you almost couldn't catch it."

Here, after hearing that the play was over, Zhang Ziyi turned around again and praised Jiang Xiao sincerely.

"Fortunately, it's all the result of senior sister's cooperation."

When it was necessary to be polite, Jiang Xiao naturally did not forget to be polite.

"Don't be modest. A master is a teacher. If you have the chance, give me, my senior sister, some guidance."

It's also a bit strange. Maybe because Jiang Xiao is a man, although he was a little suppressed, Zhang Ziyi didn't have many other ideas.

If it were another actress, she probably wouldn't be able to be so open-minded.

“It’s not about giving advice, it’s about making progress together.”

Hearing this, Jiang Xiao waved his hands and responded humbly.

…………

It's night.

Because "The Night Banquet" was filmed not far from the capital, Jiang Xiao would go home and live every day.

In addition, because they were all interior scenes, there was no concept of night scenes at all, so the work was completed on time.

Seriously speaking, filming "The Banquet" was much easier than filming "The Condor".

Putting all this aside, when I was about to get home, I happened to see Jiang Xiao in a barbecue restaurant while sitting in the car.

He immediately said to the nanny car driver in front of him: "Master Lin, please, please stop here. Let's go get something to eat. You can go back to the company first!"

"Okay, Mr. Jiang."

Master Lin heard the sound and quickly stopped the car on the side of the road as instructed.

And after Jiang Xiao and the female assistant got out of the car, he started the car again and left.

He is just a driver. He will do whatever the artist says.

Don't ask random questions and don't take random notes. These are the most basic qualities to follow an artist.

More importantly, Master Lin signed a confidentiality contract with high liquidated damages.

Therefore, even though it was a bit strange that Jiang Xiao wanted to go to the same place with his female assistant every time, he had to keep it in his heart.

Here, Jiang Xiao, who didn't know what the driver was thinking, quickly took Zhao Liying into the barbecue shop.

Without any hesitation, I ordered beef skewers, mutton skewers, chicken wings, oysters, leeks, cauliflower, dried tofu, and two bottles of the "only" soy milk in glass bottles.

After finishing, while waiting for the barbecue, he looked at Miss Xiaodao and asked: "Hey, what's going on with you lately? You're always in a daze. Sometimes it's like you haven't woken up?"

"Ah? Oh, I, I..."
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